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Astrid starts to ready her sling, before realizing that it is no longer needed. She gets low to the ground and follows behind the others. She attempts to keep an eye out for danger. But remains silent the whole trip, letting the various thoughts flow through her mind.

"Greetings once again Storyteller. You always seem to appear when we least expect you"

"Agreed. We could keep the spoils we have found, but we are more than these savages. We can split the party in order to return them. They still might not trust any of us, but we can always try."

Astrid fueled with anger and pain sends another lightning bolt at the fleeing enemy. She cares little if she hits and kills or simply scares him more. Once the battle has fully stopped. She will help dress her wounds and the others who might need help. Afterward she suggest that perhaps the...

Astrid eyes flair as she is wounded. She turns her attention to the enemy who struck and slaps her hands together before thrusting her hand forward and sending a bolt of lightning toward him.

"Með godsrinn" Astrid says in Norikadian as she shakes her head moving forward as she waits to get into range to use her lighting against the closest target, hoping the leader is the closest. In her best Shimadow she says "Bring me that ones head!" She screams as tendrils of lightning spark off...

Astrid steps forward smirking confidently. "Well, I only caught part of what he said, but I am getting that "murder hobo" feelings from them." Astrid amber eye turns stormy as she slaps both of her hands together and sparks start to pop off them as she rubs them together. As she pulls them apart...

Astrid stands back and observes the situation. Scanning the area for others who may be about.

Astrid stays back and on guard.

Astrid frowns "Well no traps at least." Astrid stands ready to go down or ready to attack waiting on the beefier boys to go first. "I swear to the gods if there are bugs I am going to find a way to fill this whole place with lighting until nothing is left moving."

Astrid less interested in the prisoner examines the trap door. "Perhaps I can use my powers to rattle the trapdoor and potentially set off any possible traps?"

Astrid is deep in thoughts regarding the ore and stones that she has. However at the urging of Oorvid she gathers her supplies refills her water skins and prepares to venture into the keep again.

Astrid spends much of her night studying the the stone and metal she has. At one point during the night she calls Oorvid over. "What do you make of this metal and stone? Your father was a smith. By chance do you recognize this?"

Astrid spends her time replenishing her collection of stones for her sling. While her ability to use lightning at a distance is possible, she tells anyone who asks that it is a precaution encase something happens and she is unable to weave.

Astrid sighs as the last Kaal gets away. She wonders if she made a mistake in not attempting to end its life. Visibly angry, but holds in until they have made camp later. "By the gods. Are we to treat these savages as beast or men." Astrid kicks the dirt in anger "Up north where I am from we...

Astrid reaches forward as close to the Kaalatala's ear as she can and snaps her finger as she releases a close range sonic attack to attempt to bring down the last opponent. In an sad downbeat tone Astrid speaks "I know you don't understand me, but please stay down. Killing may be your way of...

Astrid spreads her legs in a wide stance channeling her lighting through her arms as she punches forward sending a second bolt forward.

Astrid lets out a deep sigh "If you can not be reasoned with. Than you leave me no choice savage." Astrid focuses on her palm as she thrusts her palm forward sending an arc of lightning at the closest Kaal.

Astrid prepares by drawing her sling, then changes her mind and channels lightning into her and takes aim at the closest Faethrin, shaking her head as they approach. Not knowing their language she attempts to use more common ones from the area to say go away.

"I do not mind the going out during the chilling season. It is much worse where I am from."